Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Ok, So between Saturday and now, i failed in my task to make soup! aaah. And theres no chance now cause I go on hols from Friday. oh well!!. I've been busy making plans for my holiday, I don't want to exceed two weeks, the work i have to do is MASSIVE. but i want to relax too, Moving a lot around the south end, should be fun!

On Sunday, forgot a document for my CRB check (enrolled to help in a creche) so i had to go for the evening service in church. While I was feeling good with myself through out the day, cause I looked 'Trendy'. The evening sermon which was 'Healing Life's hurt' began to bring about memories, some good some bad.

ooh the good times, going for fellowship at Transit Village, watching and dancing to Colby's treehouse, Kids Praise and the donut man, I recently dug these up on Youtube and it made me wanna cry. Also when we were younger my sisters would say i was the ugly one. I took it in stride, i dont really know how it affected me, but being told your the ugly one could never have good feelings come with it. Still i believe things like this helped me shape ideas about myself from a very early age. It didnt matter if i was the 'ugly' one, someone had to be.lol.

Anyway, i look back and only laugh, we were kids. Experiences can make you Bitter or Better, make your choice. Ive made mine ^_^

Meanwhile apart from my 'loc-ed guy obssession' of which I actually saw two guys in one day who totally rocked my boat, both dark skinned, one had long locs but he had a kid with him, DAMM! lol, the second one was in passing, he had 'cornrows' fine boi..:(

My latest obsession is O Fortuna by Carl Orff. It is very popular but I didn't know who the composer was until recently, and I cant stop playing it....it speaks volumes to me...

O Fortune,
just as the moon
Stands constantly changing,
always increasing
or decreasing;
Detestable life
now difficult
and then easy
Deceptive sharp mind;
poverty
power
it melts them like ice.

Fate—monstrous
and empty,
you whirling wheel,
stand malevolent,
well-being is vain
and always fades to nothing,
shadowed
and veiled
you plague me too;
now through the game,
my bare back
I bring to your villainy.

Fate, in health
and in virtue,
is now against me
driven on
and weighted down,
always enslaved.
So at this hour
without delay
pluck the vibrating string;
since through Fate
strikes down the strong,
everyone weep with me!